The Chameleon

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The Chameleon

Here I am, keeping myself unseen
Under a rock, I call my home.
I am not someone forsaken,
Just someone wanting to be alone.

I try to change my color
Wherever the current flows
Yet, I discreetly ask for a favor
That the sun won't reveal my skin when it glows.

I saw a hawk fly by
And hid in fear again;
I wish I could also soar high
Be me without blending in.

May this dilemma end as the sun goes down,
That I may stand on my own
Because I'm sick of being a reptile;
I'm sick of trying to please everyone in this isle.

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Fay Claridad

Fay is a Jill of all trades. She is a licensed professional teacher, content editor, HR Manager, and self-published author. She has published two books on Amazon and is currently working on her goal of printing her books locally. At present, she is an editor at LexisNexis®+UK and handles four practice areas (Family, In-house Advisor, Pensions, and Practice Management). Fay is also an HR Manager at Little Rain Center, where she reports three times a week. On weekends, she continues to teach English online to her private students and also takes on content writing jobs from Upwork sometimes. Some of Fay's favorite things to do are having coffee with her family and friends, reading books, creating beauty content (she is a UGC creator), making resin crafts, and playing her guitar. She has written a few songs back then but is not planning to pursue a music career anytime soon.

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